I could have been highly offended, and justifiably so. Instead, I made a conscious decision not to be. His words, although definitely not seasoned with salt, summed up for me in a nutshell the shared plight of many women over 40. This particularly applies to those of us who, either by choice or by circumstance, remain single. Fostered by a youth-enamored society, the assumption is that rather than being in any way enhanced by age, women are tarnished by it.

We use money every day but perhaps money and happiness doesn't even belong together in the same sentence. Does money truly make you happy? Do we usually make money decisions based on emotions, not facts?